The jazz no longer plays.
The beats no longer flow.
That sweet melody is all but existent,
for its the end of the show.

My tears flow longer than the Nile.
And unceasingly like Noah's rain.
Although my heart is bleeding on the floor,
I am so numb I can not feel the pain.

Every drop of my tears
Is like a deafening applause.
Every drop of my blood
Causes my breathing to pause.

My eyes have been closed and my ears deafened
Because of the end of the show.
And only from within my soul, do I hear
The whispers of love saying "No."